I think everyone is faithful at something. Maybe it's going to work everyday to provide for your family. Perhaps it's calling your mom (kids, spouse, fill-in-the-blank) everyday. Rumor has it, there are clusters of friends who hook up on a regular basis. Or maybe you're at the gym, alone or with a team, at 6:00 a.m. How are you faithful?
For a variety of reasons that could probably fill an issue of Psychology Today, I tend to be self-effacing. (Also vain, which doesn't even make sense. Next issue, please!) So, it shouldn't come as a surprise, when I think of faithful folks, I don't tend to include myself.
I may go to school, but I pray for snow days. I loved Mama, but calling every day, not a chance! And I'm embarrassed to admit how many friends I have misplaced or let slip through the cracks.
During the first ten years of our married life, I didn't stay at a job for more than six months. Nothing clicked until I had my first job in education. Over three decades later, I identify myself as an educator. It took awhile, but I finally found my place in space.
It's the same with my Aunt Roz. She's in her early 90s, and probably the godliest woman I know. Aunt Roz is still teaching a Bible study, but conversations are sprinkled with references of how much she is still learning, or needs to learn.
Frequently I seem to be "a day late and a dollar short". I'm thankful to be learning this lesson, even if I seem to be a day late. I don't have to be faultless to be considered faithful. I'm even more thankful that "For (God) knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust," (Psalm 103:14).
How about you, Dear Reader? Do you ever struggle between being faithful and faultless? What's a reality check look like to you? What would you suggest to someone who is struggling?